Yes, old people need their rest.
So you can increase the level of pollen around and give all your neighbours hay fever? Environmental terrorism I call it.
And Askia calls *my[i/i] literary abilities into question after this post? You can cook eggs on his embarrassment.
Slow movie clap.
Well played.
I win then
You won one. Stop smokin’ that crack.
Yes, he is addicted to crack…born addicted. It was not a choice he made. To make mock of the victim of someone else’s crime is beyond cruel. Every day of his life, he has to fight this awful monster… and you laugh and throw his tragedy in his face. I wouldn’t expect support for the poor man’s plight but to harp on it cruelly? You, and those like you, that ignore this ongoing disaster are the ones that deserve scorn, not this poor man who bravely confronts this devastating addiction every minute of his life. You who find humor in this are truly part of the problem.
Crack babies are a media myth.
Geez, are we still on this shtick? You guys are so five minutes ago. :rolleyes:
Guys? Sexist pig. There’s broads here.
You have a lawn? Don’t you know that lawns contribute to global pollution and deprive innocent creatures of a habitat?
You selfish wanker.
Robin
And what innocent creatures would they be, Ms. Marlin Perkins? The three-legged concrete caterpillar? The rare asphaltic thrush? Or is a crushed Mickey D’s cup a creature in your town?
Putzette.
You know where I live. We have actual wildlife.
Besides, I’ve used “I’m letting the backyard revert to its natural state” as an excuse not to mow the grass many times. It doesn’t usually work.
Robin
That’s the classiest euphemism for not trimming your pubes I’ve ever heard.
For a person who brags about the number and quality of his sexual conquests, you sure do spend a lot of time talking about sex. What difference is it to you whether sures she allows nature to take it’s course “down there?” Is it perhaps that you can boast of no pubes of your own? Methinks the gentleman doth protest too much.
To elevate the discussion: Labor Day is my favorite holiday of the year.
It’s called, “Having your cake and eating it, too.”
It’s important to have a rich and varied fantasy life. Yours is rich but it seems a little light on the variety.
Labor day is my favorite holiday of the year.
I ignored this the first time. Are you trying to induce a coma?
Yes. I like cake. I like a special kind of cake. I like a cake that’s chocolatey, moist to the touch, finger looking good, messy, really thick, a bit heavy on the bottom, slightly warmed over, good to show off to my mama, and ideally, a bit too rich for my tastes.
Labor day is fine if you’re not the one actually in labor.
Robin
Spare us your insipid uterocracy.
That’s “hysterocracy”, you semi-literate moron. Can’t you manage to go one whole word without mixing Greek and Latin roots? :wally
Nothing wrong with a little hysterocracy. Things just get a little tense for one week every month.
Robin